Soon and very soon this splendid, spicy, sexy ensemble book will be out! Here's a little sneak preview:
As she waited for
him to finish, the waiter came by with the second round of drinks. Carmala idly
glanced through the windows near the bar exit. The sky had suddenly darkened,
and rain came down in sheets. A loud clap of thunder rattled the glasses
hanging from the bar. The sound startled her.
But the thunder
wasn’t the real cause of her shock. A man wearing a hoodie paced outside the
window. She caught his eyes glaring at her.
Dear God.
Guido. What the hell? He’d followed her.
Marc looked up
from his phone. “Is something wrong, Carmala?”
She flashed a
glance at Marc and then to the window.
He followed her
gaze. “Who’s that guy? Is he someone you know?”
Carmala's face
burned with embarrassment. Guido was such an asshole. She cleared her
throat. “Actually, he’s, er, my boyfriend, Guido. He expected me home. Ah…I’m
so sorry.”
“Hey, don’t apologize
to me. Should we invite him in?” Marc glanced at his watch. “Actually, I have
to scoot. I have a date with my wife. But I think we’re about through here. If
you have any further questions, give me a call.” He motioned to the waiter for
the check. “This is an exciting opportunity for you. You shouldn’t hesitate to
take it.” The waiter produced the check. Marc examined it and inserted money in
the bill folder.
“You’ll make the
right decision, Carmala—about the job. Call me if you need me.” He kissed her
cheek and quickly exited the bar.
Stunned, Carmala
sat there for a moment, feeling miffed and mortified. How could Guido embarrass
her this way in front of Marc?
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